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Chapter 296 Bull Demon Hell, All Living Beings are Green! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Hmphh ...

Wanlong's roar was no longer a human voice, but more like the shrieking of thousands of female ghosts tortured to death by unfaithful men.

After a deafening roar of the Bull Demon, Wanlong in reality unleashed a terrifying bull-like aura, transforming into an extremely fierce emerald pillar of light that shot straight into the sky!
The emerald beam of light crashed into the clouds, like a drop of thick ink falling into clear water, instantly spreading and dyeing the entire sky of Feiyun City into a chilling emerald green in the blink of an eye!

The sunlight was completely blocked out, and the city seemed to be covered by a giant green hat, with an ominous light shining on every corner.

"What's wrong with the sky?!"

"This color...it makes me feel so awful, my heart feels so heavy..."

The sound of breaking porcelain came from the apartment building, and the housewife chased after her husband, holding a frying pan.

"Tell me! Whose pet is that long-eared rabbit in fishnet stockings?!"

Even as her husband fled in terror, he didn't forget to bite back.

"Explain why the old repairman always comes to fix the water pipes late at night!"

At this moment, Feiyun City was completely plunged into chaos caused by the resentment of being cuckolded. One after another, accusations of betrayal and self-destruction confessions were staged wildly in the green light. Feiyun City instantly became a bull demon hell dominated by the power of the bull!

Inside the VIP ward of the Elf Center, feeling the almost suffocating waves of resentment and the terrifying aura emanating from Wanlong, which was like a demon god descending from the abyss, Mo Zhen's face turned pale, and cold sweat instantly soaked through the lining of his flashy red suit.

"Wanlong! Let me explain! It's not what you think! That wasn't a child at all, it was residue from a gene-editing drug..."

Mo Zhen suppressed the trembling in his soul caused by the tangible resentment and tried to step forward to salvage the situation with his usual magnetic voice.

However, Wanlong, who had completely fallen into the realm of the Bull Demon, gave him no chance to explain.

She raised her head stiffly, her beautiful eyes, which once held business acumen and a morbid passion, now completely filled with eerie green flames.

"Kill...kill...kill!!!"

That was no longer a human voice, but a curse from the deepest part of the Bull Demon Hell.

The next moment, towering eerie green flames, like the floodwaters of the Styx bursting its banks, rose wildly from behind her!

The crystal chandelier spirit hovered behind her, its four flames surging to the dazzling size of small green suns. The cracks on the lampshade had completely disappeared, replaced by dark red patterns that pulsated like blood vessels, radiating a terrifying pressure that sent shivers down one's spine!
The aura, a mixture of the power of the Bull Demon and extreme resentment, struck the hearts of everyone in the ward like an invisible hammer!
Adu grunted, staggered half a step, his red cloak fluttering in the wind, and he muttered to himself with a solemn expression.

"This aura... is already in no way inferior to the ancient beings within the Alliance..."

Yati was so overwhelmed by this aura that he collapsed to the ground, his crotch instantly soaked. But his trembling hands still stubbornly gripped the charcoal pencil, scribbling crookedly on the drawing board as he muttered to himself.

"Too...too magnificent...this is pure malice..."

Zi Yu clung tightly to one of Xiao Huolong's chubby legs, her face pale with fright and her body trembling like a leaf.

Mo Zhen's pupils shrank sharply. He could clearly sense that Wanlong's crystal lamp spirit, nourished by this overwhelming resentment, had broken through its energy bottleneck and instantly soared to the terrifying level of 60!
Their strength is ten times, or even nine times, greater than when they battled against all the other female chefs in the previous cooking competition!
The immense ghostly energy was almost condensed into a liquid state, distorting the surrounding space!

"This is bad! It's completely out of control!"

Mo Zhen felt a chill run through him. As if to confirm his thoughts, Wan Long stiffly raised his arm and pointed at Mo Zhen.

Without any warning, a thick, emerald-green ghost fire, as thick as an arm and seemingly filled with the wailing of countless vengeful spirits, shot out from the largest candle flame of the crystal chandelier spirit, like a judge's pen from hell, and shot straight at Mo Zhen's face!
Faced with this unavoidable and fatal blow, Mo Zhen felt his hair stand on end, and the shadow of death instantly loomed over him!

"Chi Lao——!!!"

Just at this critical moment, a deafening roar from the Tang family rang out!
Xiao Huolong's massive body unleashed a speed that defied the laws of physics. With a perfectly executed "Explosive Step," the floor beneath his feet instantly cracked. His enormous body, like an orange-yellow city wall, forcefully pushed aside space and solidly blocked Mo Zhen's path!

"Burning Technique! Battle Qi Armor!! Aaaaaahh ...

Xiao Huolong exerted all his strength to circulate the Burning Technique Battle Qi within his body, covering his entire body with a crimson-gold energy veil in an attempt to resist the terrifying ghost fire.

"Clang—Pfft!"

The ghost fire struck the battle qi armor, initially producing a crisp metallic clang, but it only lasted for half a second before the crimson gold armor was eroded and pierced through as if it were made of paper!

The remaining ghost fire energy slammed into Xiao Huolong's thick layer of fat, producing a dull thud.

The physical impact was largely absorbed by the thick layer of fat, but what was even more terrifying was the mental impact that followed!
The ghost fire, imbued with Wanlong's resentment towards the ox, was like the most vicious curse, instantly invading Xiao Huolong's simple mind!

"What...what are you doing?!"

Xiao Huolong's massive body trembled violently, and his beady eyes instantly lost focus.

In its daze, it seemed to see its beloved Elder Chi roughly pinning the Little Fairy Doctor it had been longing for beneath it, and a deafening scream erupted from the scene…

"What?! Elder Chi... and Little Fairy Doctor... Oh my god!!!"

This illusion of the Bull Demon, originating from the depths of his soul, was more cruel than any physical attack. Xiao Huolong let out a shrill cry mixed with pain, betrayal, and extreme confusion. His massive body swayed, and his spirit almost collapsed.

Seeing Xiao Huolong shield him from the fatal blow and suffer severe mental trauma, Mo Zhen was shocked, but he knew that this was not the time to hesitate.

He shouted at Xiao Huolong, whose eyes were filled with confusion and who was roaring in pain.

"Tang Long! Calm down! That's an illusion! Listen, to bring Wanlong back to her senses, we must first defeat the Crystal Lamp Spirit and cut off the source of its resentment! I command you, defeat it!"

Elder Chi's command was like a resounding bell, instantly shattering some of the chaotic illusions in Xiao Huolong's mind. His absolute loyalty to Elder Chi overwhelmed his personal pain and confusion.

"Yes, I understand! Defeat it!!!"

Xiao Huolong shook the huge dragon head, and Dou Dou's eyes rekindled with fighting spirit.

A burst of crimson flames erupted beneath its feet once more, and its massive body, like a cannonball, charged forward with a [Explosive Step] towards the Crystal Lamp Spirit, which hovered in mid-air with its candle flames burning fiercely!
"Behold my... Thunderfire Sword!!! Aaaaaaahh ...

Xiao Huolong roared, trying to unleash the power of his tail once more and summon the Thunderfire Sword that had once wounded the tornado cloud.

It desperately concentrated its thoughts, urging its burning fighting spirit to surge towards its tail...

However, the next second, Xiao Huolong's charging motion suddenly froze, and the fighting spirit on his face was instantly replaced by extreme fear and disbelief!

It felt that its once strong and proud tail, which could transform into a thunder and fire sword, was now... like overcooked gluten, limp and hanging down behind it, unable to gather even the slightest bit of power, and even the most basic straightening had become unattainable!
It tried to exert force, but all it felt from its tail was a tingling, weak, and numb sensation!

"Ugh... Ugh?! My tail... Why... Why is it not working?!"

Xiao Huolong's voice was choked with sobs and utter panic.

Mo Zhen's pupils contracted sharply upon seeing this scene, and he instantly understood the reason. A chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

"Damn it! It's that swindler, Jekrom! He forcibly overdrawn Xiao Huolong's body, turning his tail into the forbidden weapon, the Thunderfire Sword, and sure enough, it left terrible aftereffects! The neurons and energy channels in his tail have been completely destroyed!"

"Milk Dragon! Your tail?!" Zi Yu also saw Xiao Huolong's soft tail, and was so frightened that she turned pale and exclaimed.

[Ughhhhhh!!! It's over! Tang Long's tail... Tang Long's tail really ruined his teeth!!!]

Xiaomengzi let out a desperate wail, her pink, fat pig-like body trembling violently.

Xiao Huolong looked down at its tail, which was limp like a dead snake. It first scratched at it with its paw in disbelief, and after confirming that there was really no response, a huge sense of bewilderment and despair overwhelmed its simple mind like ice water.

"Waaaaaah... Waaaaaahh ...

It halted its charge, its massive body collapsing to the ground as if all its bones had been removed, letting out a deafening wail filled with endless sorrow and self-destruction.

Large tears, like a burst dam, gushed from her large, Down syndrome eyes.

"I'm ruined... I've really become a useless dragon... Waaaaah... I can't even move my tail... I can't do anything... I can't protect Elder Chi... I'm just a useless piece of trash... Waaaaah—"

It cried its heart out, its huge tail thrashing helplessly at the ground, yet not even a speck of dust was raised.

Its long-standing spiritual pillar and fighting reliance were completely lost, causing its fighting spirit to crumble instantly.

Just as it completely gave up resistance and was immersed in the immense grief of the entire dragon being destroyed, the four candle flames of the crystal lamp spirit in the air, which had been strengthened by the will of the Bull Demon, suddenly converged.

A [Raging Bull Flame Wave], a fusion of ghostly green flames and the power of a dark red bull demon, roared like a thunderclap from the depths of hell, carrying a terrifying will to burn away all betrayal and disloyalty, and struck the unsuspecting Xiao Huolong squarely!

"boom--!!!"

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

Xiao Huolong's massive orange-yellow body was instantly engulfed by the violent energy. It only had time to let out a final, painful roar before being slammed to the ground by the destructive energy, creating a deep crater.

His body was covered in fat that fluctuated violently, and his crimson-gold battle aura robe had completely dissipated. His eyes rolled back, and amidst endless pain and self-doubt, he fell into a coma and descended into the Bull Demon Hell known as the Waste and the Bull Demon.

"Milk Dragon—!!!"

Zi Yu let out a mournful cry and rushed into the deep pit without regard for anything else.

Seeing the charred black patch on Xiao Huolong's fat belly, and how even his symbolic twitches were pitifully weak, Zi Yu's amethyst-like eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins!
"How dare you... how dare you hurt my little dragon like this?! Unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable!!!"

She let out a sharp roar with a sob in her voice, the pride of the fairy king of Blueberry Academy and the rage of her beloved possession being destroyed erupting like a volcano!

"Bluegogo! Primarina! Whimsicott! Come out here—let this clueless Ghost-type see what true cuteness is justice!!!"

With a sudden swift movement of her slender arm, three Poké Balls adorned with lace trim flew out, spinning as if imbued with life!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three beams of white light exploded, carrying the dreamy luster unique to fairies!

First to appear was the Blue Emperor, resembling a giant pink doll. It opened its blood-red maw and let out a deep, intimidating roar, its body instantly bursting with dazzling pink magical light.

[Adoring] The move is unleashed at full power, with invisible mental ripples attempting to disrupt the Crystal Chandelier Spirit's offensive!
Next came the elegant, water-dwelling serenade, the Serowina, which sang its heart out, causing moisture in the air to condense wildly.

[Moon Power] Transformed into countless orbs of light with moon-white tails and containing the power of the moon, they shot towards the Crystal Lamp Spirit floating in the air like a meteor shower!

Finally, there was the petite and agile wind sprite, its marshmallow-like figure swaying in the raging ghostly energy winds, its hands waving rapidly, scattering large amounts of dust that shimmered with captivating yet deadly starlight.

The light of [Magic Flash] even briefly suppressed the ominous green light in the ward!
The three fairies worked in perfect harmony, with a pink weakening aura, a moon-white energy meteor, and shimmering magic dust forming a magnificent fairy-type trio as they surrounded the Chandelier spirit, which emanated terrifying resentment!

However, faced with this seemingly dazzling and ferocious fairy-type offensive, the four flames of the crystal lamp spirit floating above Wanlong's head, which burned like small green suns, did not even sway.

“Buzz——!!!”

A visible energy barrier, a mixture of eerie green ghost fire and dark red bull demon runes, spread out suddenly from the Crystal Lamp Spirit, like a demonic domain that opened instantly!
Above that barrier, it seemed as if countless vengeful spirits of the minotaurs were wailing and struggling, embodying the deepest and most desperate betrayal and suffering in the world!

This is the defensive barrier [Bull Demon's Vengeful Spirit Barrier], created by the power of the Bull Demon!
The magnificent fairy trio of Ziyu, upon contact with the [Bull Demon's Vengeful Spirit Barrier], was like a stone thrown into a deep pool, failing to even stir a ripple before being completely swallowed and annihilated by the ghostly resentment energy!

Ghost-type magic naturally suppresses the seemingly invincible magical power of Fairy-type magic. This is an absolute advantage in terms of attributes, an insurmountable gap in terms of rules!
"Wha...what?!"

The rage on Zi Yu's face froze instantly, replaced by incredulous astonishment.

"How is this possible... My fairy-type moves... are completely ineffective?!"

Her confidence, her pride as the Fairy Queen, was ruthlessly shattered by reality at this moment!
"Sigh... the academic king..."

As Mo Zhen watched this scene, a bead of cold sweat silently slid down his forehead.

He clearly sensed that Wanlong had completely recovered and even surpassed the level he knew in the game that the Ghost-type Elite Four member of the Unova region should be at!
The gap between the Academy's top players and the League's top players was on full display at this moment!
It's not just a difference in levels and skills, but a world of difference in combat experience, willpower, and understanding of the essence of power!
Niu Mo Wanlong's eyes, burning with ghostly flames, turned to the astonished Zi Yu, a ferocious grin spreading across her lips.

"Let the world...feel the pain...the five oxen departing from the fiery wheel!!!"

As she hoarsely announced, the four candle flames of the crystal chandelier flickered wildly, and the eerie green ghost fire and the dark red bull demon power seemed to be summoned, rapidly separating and condensing!
In the blink of an eye, five terrifying flame wheels with their edges burning with a ghastly green flame suddenly took shape in the air!
The roulette wheel spun slowly, emanating an aura of despair that burned away all loyalty and love!
"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—!"

Five shrill sounds of air being torn apart were almost connected in a line. The Five Oxen Fire Wheels were like the wheels of judgment from hell, shooting towards the Blue Emperor, the Western Lion Sea Serpent, and the Wind Fairy!
"Oh no... Get out of the way!"

Zi Yu's face turned deathly pale, and she let out a desperate cry, but it was too late!
The Fire Wheel, imbued with the power of Wanlong's fifth-level Bull Demon, moved faster than Ziyu and her elf could react!
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The enormous pink body of the Blue Emperor was struck by the two fiery wheels in a crisscrossing motion. His massive body flew backward like a doll with its strings cut, crashing heavily against the wall and collapsing, his eyes turning into spiral shapes.

The West Lionheart attempted to protect itself with the Water Ring, but the ring evaporated the moment it touched the Fire Wheel. Its magnificent, moon-white body was pierced through, and its elegant voice could only utter a half-sounded lament before it followed in the footsteps of the Blue King.

The smallest wind sprite couldn't even activate [Tailwind] before being accurately hit by the last Fire Wheel. Its cotton candy-like body twisted violently in the flames, let out a faint cry of pain, and then turned into a small, charred shadow and fell to the ground.

Instant kill!

The three main Pokémon that Ziyu could hold their own against Longjuanyun for a moment were completely crushed by Wanlong, who had regained her true Elite Four strength, and couldn't even withstand a single move!

"No...it's impossible...my spirit...how could this be..."

However, an even more terrifying shock followed!

The [Five Oxen Fire Wheel] that had shattered her spirit had not completely dissipated. The lingering resentment of the terrifying bull demon surged upstream along the invisible spiritual link between her and the spirit, fiercely rushing into her mind!

"Hmphh ...

Zi Yu let out a shrill scream that was so intense it was almost distorted, and she suddenly covered her head with both hands!

Deep within her consciousness, she witnessed an ultimate nightmare she would never forget, a scene beyond the reach of human imagination…

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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